I love her with all my heart
Every vein, every vessel, every bullet lodged
With every flower that I ever took apart
She said that she would give me greatness, status
Placement above the others
My face would grace covers
Of the magazines of the hustlers
The purpose of our scene
She would be my queen, I could be her king
Together, she would make me Cool
And we would both rule
And I would never feel pain
And never be without pleasure, ever again
And if the reign stops and everything’s dry
She would cry just so I can drink the tears from her eyes
She’d teach me how to fly, even cushion my fall
If my engines ever stall and I plummet from the sky
But she will keep me high, and if I ever die
She would commission monuments on her bosom to him
Or maybe she’d retire as well
A match made in Heaven, set the fires in Hell

I write it all down so maybe one day when life is all sweet I remember